Katelyn’s POV

A dull pain throbbed in my head as I slowly woke up. The sharp smell of disinfectant filled my nose, and the soft beep of a heart monitor echoed in the quiet room.

I blinked against the bright lights, my mind struggling to piece together what had happened.

And then it hit me—the gunshots.

The shattered car window. The screech of tires as the vehicle spiraled out of control.

Lucas.

Panic surged through me, sharp and overwhelming. My heart raced as I tried to sit up, only to be ...